Chapter 118 passing by

Before dawn, I hurried to the bus station. I don't know when the sky became cloudy, and the dark clouds gathered quietly above the head, and the air was full of humidity.Based on old experience, it seems that another heavy snowfall is about to fall—really, when I approached the bus station, I felt as if a cold snow particle had fallen on my face.My heart is heavy.Tomorrow is the Spring Festival!If there is another snowfall, it will be impossible to go home for the holiday once the bus stops.I walked into the waiting room of the station with a feeling of unease. My heart immediately became cold.I thought I came early today, but in fact it was probably the last one.I saw that the waiting room was crowded with people, noisy and chaotic like a market.

Disappointed, I hurriedly turned my attention to the ticket office. At the ticket gate of Bus No. 802, I saw chalk written on the train number plate: add one more car. An unspeakable excitement welled up in my heart, and I smiled.I think I'm smiling at my wife and kids.it is good!Today I will probably be able to go home for the Spring Festival. When I was about to rush over to line up to buy tickets, a faint and old voice suddenly came from beside me: "Comrade, please do me a favor, buy me a ticket to Tao County..." The voice was desperate, and it seemed that it was not directed at a certain person, but a call for help to all the people present.

Compassion made me stop in my tracks.I saw an old man curled up on a chair next to me—it was he who was repeating the sentence I heard just now.His clothes were not very ragged, but his face was unkempt, and he seemed to be ill, which made his face very old and decayed.It doesn't look like a beggar, because I saw him holding the money for the bus ticket in his hand.Is it a folk artist who is a storyteller?But I don't see the sanxian.I thought: In short, this big root is a person who can't afford to queue up to buy tickets. When I looked seriously at his face, I realized it was a blind man!

I suddenly felt a kind of indignation.Of course, I am first angry with this bus station - it can't solve such problems that should be solved at all.But I am even more angry with the people in this waiting room.Among these people, there was no one who was willing to help the unfortunate old man! Of course, Zhuang Ya's thinking touched me first.I thought I should help the old man. I glanced at the ticket office to Taoxian: just right! The ticket gates of 803 and 802 are next to each other, and the number plate reads "two more cars". I rushed over in a hurry. I was at the end of the two teams and hesitated: Which team should I line up first?If I go to line up to buy tickets for that blind old man now, I will most likely not be able to get my own ticket.I'm going to have to go back to work dejectedly.But if I buy a ticket for myself first, then the old man's ticket is not very sure.

Unknowingly, a feeling of frustration rose in my heart: Ah!You have deliberately chosen a problem for yourself. Soon, I condemned myself for this emotion: Yes, you did not publicly promise anything for the unfortunate old man, but didn't you take some kind of responsibility in your heart?Didn't you just outrage others for not caring about that old man?it is good!You cared about yourself, but regretted it again.What kind of words are these! However, the question of which ticket to buy first is a matter that needs to be determined soon, and the number of people queuing up for tickets continues to increase at the back of the two teams.If you don't make a decision soon, maybe both ends will be wrong.

I didn't have time to think about it, and I quickly stood behind the line of 802 times. For a split second, I felt ashamed of myself.But at the same time, I also tried to find some reasons to relieve my conscience.I think the 803 adds two trips, and the 802 only adds another trip.In this way, buying 802 first and then buying 803 is more likely to have the best of both worlds.Of course it's better to buy two tickets at the same time, but I don't know how to separate myself! So it seems logical that things are done this way.In addition, I think I worked really hard, even if I can't buy a ticket for 803 trains (thank God I don't want this), I can get by in terms of household: Among these many people, although I can't solve the practical problem of the blind old man, But I was the only one who cared about him and worked hard for him with actions.

For some consoling reason, I felt as if I felt a little more at ease.But at the same time, he also faintly felt a little uncomfortable in the back of his head.I seem to feel that the old man's eyes are not blind, he is looking at me from the corner behind... I finally got a 802 ticket!The joy that this little piece of paper brings to me at this moment is indescribable, and it means that I will return to my loved ones today. With this substantial harvest, I stand behind the 803-time line.I'm happy: I'm satisfied myself and I'm starting to do a noble thing for people. Of course I was last in the line.Standing in front of him was a tall young man with disheveled hair, which seemed to be done on purpose.He wears a pair of checked trousers, a pair of leather shoes with shiny heels, and his right foot beats rhythmically on the floor.”

Trendy youth!Don't look at his front, the back alone disgusts me, in fact, there is no flaw in the back.Indeed, I now have a stubborn distrust of today's youth.I think they do have many advantages over our generation, such as sharpness, love of thinking, and so on.But in terms of morality, politeness, sympathy, well, dare I say, they may not be comparable to us old men!Take this burly young man in front of him as an example, maybe he doesn't even have any education.I am even surprised that he can stand in line behind this line with eight boards.Well, he probably did this because he could buy a ticket; if the conductor shouted, "Tickets are almost sold out, people behind should stop queuing up", just look at him again, he will definitely rush over like a wolf.

At this moment, I found a young woman standing next to the team. She seemed to be in line, but not in the line; her eyes squinted at the window, as if she was searching for something, but also seemed to be waiting for something, and she also pretended to be nonchalant. I'm sure she's also someone who's always ready to fish in troubled waters.I hope I guessed her wrong!Standing beside her was a four or five-year-old girl who seemed to be her child. I was a little discouraged because of the two young men, a man and a woman, standing in front.I know very well what they will do in a pinch.

I moved with the team with a certain mood. The unlucky thing finally happened: when only the three of us were left, the last ticket was left.Of course I didn't buy it.Although I feel very sorry, I still feel at ease, because it is normal that I did not buy a ticket this time. But the two young men in front of me got into a fight over the ticket, as I had predicted. When the conductor announced that there was only one ticket left, the young woman dropped her child and thrust her hand into the ticket opening.By the time the young man realized it, the ticket had already been in the girl's hands.The young man was about to settle the bill with the conductor, but the small door slammed shut, and the words "Tickets are sold out" on the small door were mockingly at him (and at me, of course).

The young man immediately turned all his anger on the young woman.Clenching his fists tightly, he began to reprimand her with very flattering words, and forcefully asked her to hand over the ticket; saying that if she didn't hand it in, she would not be able to leave today no matter what. To be honest, I am unreservedly on the side of that young man emotionally at this time.It's not that I like him any more.As much as I am disgusted with today's young people, I am even more disgusted with unreasonable people. I saw the young woman under the stormy attack of the young man, with her eyelids drooping and her lips trembling slightly, but she couldn't speak a word. Maybe she herself realized that she had done a disgraceful thing?Although I was disgusted with her brazenly jumping in line to buy tickets, but at this time I had a certain liking for her performance of admitting her mistake.Moreover, I saw the little girl cuddling tightly in the arms of her short-haired mother, looking at the terrible "uncle" with her eyes, crying with fear.I quickly turned my sympathy completely to the side of the mother and child, and in turn became angry at the young man's aggressive attitude: You are right, but you are right, but don't you feel ashamed to be a hero in front of this woman and child? The young woman bit her lip, and seemed a little unbearable, she muttered something.As a result, the young man became even angrier.He berated her viciously, and began to swing his arms in the air.broken!It seems that he is going to use force! At this moment, I saw the little girl standing bravely in front of the young man with prickly eyebrows, her two small arms were spread out like the wings of a bird, protecting her short-haired mother, with her face hanging Two big teardrops, small mouths said one by one: "Uncle, please, don't hit mom!" The extraordinary behavior of this little man made the young man suddenly cut off the power like a crazily turning machine; the furious young face gradually softened.He stared at the fat little girl in surprise, frowned, and then raised a stiff hand to stroke the little girl's head lightly, and spoke in a very gentle tone. Incoherently said: "You...don't be afraid! Uncle... don't hit people..." After saying this, he turned his head away in bewilderment, and fell silent. I was very surprised when I saw this sudden real scene, young man, it turns out that there are so many good feelings behind your rough chest! The young man who was silent for a while turned his head and said to the young woman in a sincere tone: "Comrade, I'm sorry. Don't be angry. Just now, I went too far... The young woman didn't say anything at first, but silently picked up the child beside her, and then taught her to say: "Good boy, thank you, good uncle." "Thank you, good uncle!" The child still had two strings of sparkling teardrops on his face, and raised his fat right hand to his forehead. I saw the young man's helper squirm a few times rapidly, tears rolling in his eyes.He suddenly took out a ticket from his jacket pocket and handed it to the young woman. His behavior made me at a loss: what's going on? I saw that young woman was also at a loss: looked at the young man, then at the ticket, blinking her eyes in bewilderment. "Don't be surprised." He said: I bought a ticket for train 803, but it wasn't for myself.The second time I stood in line to get one for myself, I let you do it.But it doesn't matter, it's too inconvenient for you to stay here with your children.I'm not going, but please do me a favor and take care of that man on the way. " "Who?" she asked him. He spat into the back corner: "That blind old man". "Is he someone you don't know about your love?" When this drama of life came to this point, I was shocked and dumbfounded all of a sudden!Before I could react, the young woman screamed, took out her ticket and handed it to the young man, shouting in surprise, "Oh, what a coincidence! I also bought this bid for him!" "Who is he to you?" She shook her head: "I don't know..." For a moment, neither of them spoke.They looked at each other quietly, two pure young faces, as beautiful as marble sculptures. At this moment, standing next to them, I am like an out-and-out old fool; and like a primary school student who has done something wrong, standing in front of the head teacher in shame.I fell on a dirty broken chair beside me, my head was buzzing, the button in my neck was stuck on the throat bone like a jujube thorn, and I couldn't even breathe. Now I hear the young man insisting that the young woman go with the blind old man.But the girl said: "Comrade, I didn't go to pick a county at all! I was going to buy a ticket for the 802 bus. But seeing that the old man was so pitiful, I felt it was my responsibility to help him, so I gave up the plan to buy a ticket for myself first. But I saw The queue for 803 times is very long. I was afraid that I would not be able to buy a ticket for the old man, so I had the cheek to get in front of you. I think you will believe me now? We are about to enter the station, so hurry up and get on the bus with the old man! " The young man took the ticket from her with a solemn expression, took out the fare money and put it in the young woman's hand; then bent down, carefully kissed the little girl's cheek, then turned and walked away up. I suddenly got up from the broken chair, walked in front of the young woman with uncontrollable excited steps.I took out my ticket and said to her: "Do you want a ticket for the 802 train? I have something to do and I can't leave, so I will refund the ticket."She took out the money in surprise and said, "What luck! Thank you so much!" I took the money, pulled down the brim of my hat, walked silently through the crowd, and left the waiting room. The outside world has turned into a silvery white world.The flying snowflakes swirl and fall one after another.The streets were silent.I set foot on the white road and hurried to the office.